How can a man have such good and bad judgement? Matt Hancock’s wife is an absolute babe, but his career – and marriage – came to an abrupt end when he chose to snog his (admittedly gorgeous) aide during the strict social distancing of a pandemic lockdown. What a clown.
Now Hancock is jungle-bound. By taking part in I’m A Celebrity…Get Me Out Of Here! he’s following in the footsteps of political titans like Edwina Currie and Lembit Opik. It’s been said politics is show business for ugly people, and though the reality TV choices of politicos can range from the sublime (Michael Portillo, sassy and classy on various train journeys) to the ridiculous (George Galloway wearing a pink leotard and pretending to be cat) there is always something grimly appropriate about it. These are people who love to show off and get paid for it, and I’m A Celebrity gets a damn sight more viewers than the BBC’s Parliament channel.
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